When I was only eight, my father decided to work far from home to earn a living for the whole family. He1that he would come back home once a year. Thinking that he didn't love me, I had too much difficulty2 the unexpected and sudden3at that time. No matter how many times mother explained it to me, l could not help4him for his leaving.

    Whenever I saw other parents sending their children to school5while I only had my mother with me, I couldn't6asking myself, “Why can't I have the honor?” Whenever there was a sports meet, I felt that I was the only one7to get encouragement from a father. Obviously I didn't understand my father; 8, I even blamed him for not being there for me. I 9the only way to let him know my feelings was to10him the cold shoulder, so I never gave him any  11. He did not know how to12to my indifferent attitude, which gradually formed a great13between father and me.

    However, one day things14. I was ill. While lying in bed, suddenly my phone rang, and it was my dad. When I answered the phone, to my15, I heard him crying. I never saw him cry. After a while he said, “You don't know how16 I feel. If there is one-in-a-thousand chance that I could get back to you, I will not 17. However, I cannot. Sometimes one must give something up to take his real  18. You don't know how much I 19you. Every time I hear your voice, I cannot stop blaming myself for leaving you.” At that moment, I 20 him and knew that sometimes one has to stop trying something so as to be really responsible.

    Long ago I came to the city near my hometown to find a job. I met all kinds of 1 and so I used up all my money soon.

One day, I 2 a bus quietly at dusk when most people got off work. Suddenly, a 3 cried loudly, "Someone has 4my money!" I felt 5, because his money was in my 6 Some people suggested the bus be 7 to the police station, but some were against it 8 they were in a hurry to go back home. The whole bus was very 9. The driver then 10the bus by the road and turned on the lights to 11 the money. At that time, one passenger said, "Turn off the lights and give the thief a chance to take out the money." Then the bus got 12When I was still struggling (斗争) in mind whether to take out the money or not, the lights were on again. There was no 13 on the floor. Someone said again, "Give him one more 14" Then the lights were off again. My heart kept beating fast. The lights were on again but they got the 15result. The passengers were in heated discussion again. At that time, someone said again, "Give him the 16 chance!" Suddenly I felt 17and took out all the money when the lights were off again.

    For many years I have felt 18 to the one who gave me three chances to  19 my mistake. When the first and second chances come, you may not be prepared well or don't have enough 20 to act. When the third chance comes you should know clearly what you should do.

    Everyone admires somebody, perhaps for something they do, say or believe. My 1is a person I've followed almost my entire life. Troy Aikman is a legend in the National Football League, and a2for me to learn from.

    I became interested in Troy when I 3a football game between his team and another famous team. Although I was too young to understand what the 4were doing, I admired how Troy5himself on and off the 6When it came to his chances, his accurate passes were amazing, making others easy to catch, and when he took7his helmet on the sidelines(旁观), he always seemed to be in a good mood. The more I learn about Troy, the more my 8in him grows.

    To build a children's 9in Irving, Texas, Troy10much of his own money. It11children in poor families to get free health care. I was not 12of his charitable side until I went to look for more about him.

    I 13Troy's football career until 2000, when he had to quit football because of all the blows he had taken to the14I was disappointed, but 15he hadn't suffered any more brain damage. Fox TV asked him to be a sports announcer, and Troy accepted as a way to16part of the game. Troy has been asked to play again by many teams, but he always.17and focuses on his hospital instead.

    Heroes are everywhere, helping worthy causes and influencing kids18 Not only was Troy an amazing football player, he's also a19and happy gentleman off the field. All these 20my eye, and that's why I'm proud Troy Aikman is my hero.

    When I entered Berkeley, I hoped to earn a scholarship. Having been a Straight-A student, I believed I could1tough subjects and really learn something. One such course was World Literature given by Professor Jayne. I was extremely interested in the ideas he2in class.

    When I took the first exam, I was3to find a 77, C-plus, on my test paper,4English was my best subject. I went to Professor Jayne, who listened to my arguments but remained5.

    I decided to try harder, although I didn't know what that6because school had always been easy for me. I read the books more carefully, but got another 77. Again, I7with Professor Jayne. Again, he listened patiently but wouldn't change his8.

    One more test before the final exam. One more9to improve my grade. So I redoubled my efforts and, for the first time,10the meaning of the word “thorough”. But my11did no good and everything12as before.

    The last hurdle(障碍) was the final. No matter what13I got, it wouldn't cancel three C-pluses. I might as well kiss the14goodbye.

    I stopped working hard. I felt I knew the course material as well as I ever would. The night before the final, I even15myself to a movie. The next day I decided for once I'd have16with a test.

    A week later, I was surprised to find I got an A. I hurried into professor Jayne's office. He17to be expecting me. “If I gave you the As you18, you wouldn't continue to work as hard.”

    I stared at him,19that his analysis and strategy(策略) were correct. I had worked my head20, as I had never done before.

    I was speechless when my course grade arrived: A-plus. It was the only A-plus given. The next year I received my scholarship. I've always remembered Professor Jayne's lesson: you alone must set your own standard of excellence.

    Once there was a girl, named Kate. She was very polite and ready to help everybody. One day she found a pink paper bag on the way to school. She opened it and saw there was a lot of 1 in it. She thought she should hand it in to the teacher, so she 2 it in her schoolbag.

    When she went to the teacher's office, her teacher wasn't 3. As it was time for class, she hurried to the classroom. After class, she told her friend, Mary, about the money that she 4. Then, her greedy (贪婪的) friend took away the bag. After school, Kate wanted to go to the 5 office again, but she found the money was missing.

    The next day when the children were playing a game, Mary fell down and was hurt very badly. The other children stood around her and didn't know 6 to do. Kate kept calm and did something to stop bleeding. She told the others to go to teachers for 7. Soon a teacher took Mary to the 8 and the doctor examined her carefully. Within a week she was all right again. Kate became very popular in the school.

    Two weeks later Mary came to Kate's house. Her eyes were red. She was crying. She gave Kate the 9 paper bag with the money in it and said. “Kate, I have taken the money away. That day when you helped me, I felt very sad and now I decide to tell you the 10, you are such a nice friend! 11 Please don't tell the school about this please!” Then Kate said, “You are now 12, but you have done a bad thing. Though I will not tell anyone, I want you not to be greedy and 13 to do anything wrong.” The girl thanked Kate and 14.

    At the end of the term, Kate was given a 15 for being a very helpful girl in the school. Mary became an honest girl and was never greedy again.

Once wrong, never be wrong forever.

    "Meow, meow, meow," is what I heard as I walked through the alley(小巷；胡同). I approached the noise and noticed a tail sticking out from under a piece of wood. Under the wood was a 1 black and white cat. I picked him up and 2 he must be freezing to death. I 3 home with the cat held in my jacket.

    My new best friend, who soon became known as Little Bit, received his name because he was almost 4 when I held him in my hands. He stood about five inches tall. Little Bit's small size had a great advantage - he 5 perfectly in the pocket of my jacket, which made 6 him everywhere very easy. Any time I was home, he wouldn't leave my 7. He was always eager to play with me. When I fell asleep at night, he would always 8 up around my head to ensure that I was warm.

    Unfortunately, I grew up. My teenage life 9 my relationship with Little Bit. I lived at such a fast pace that I stopped 10 time for him. My free time was spent with my friends instead. I would come in the house on my phone and not 11 him at all. His meows became an annoyance to me, but it wasn't his 12 that he wanted his best friend back.

    Time had caused a 13 to Little Bit. His body began 14 down and by the time I realized something was wrong with him, he had already lost his balance. He lay there and looked at me, and 15 this day I still remember the 16 look in his bright green eyes. I took him to the vet (兽医), but there was nothing he could do. The last time I 17 him he wasn't the same tiny cat I had found ten years before. Little Bit filled my arms and he was put to sleep that day.

    Little Bit's 18 made me realize how much he meant to me. He was always there for me when I needed him. I 19 our last years together and I feel sorry for not always being there for him. I will always 20 the special memories we made.